Salted fish turning system

Just when Liu Feixuan persuaded Ruoye Ningyu to lead someone to attack the opponent directly, and then drive the opponent off Qishan and regain the original line of defense.

Song Mingzhe, who had been silent all the time, seemed to want to say something, but after a moment of stunned, he turned his head and asked Zhao Mu: "Brother Zhao, I often hear that you have learned everything, and you are very good at everything. What do you think of the current situation?"

"This... the reason why the opponent was repelled by us is simply because they broke through several lines of defense in a row. It is already at the end of their strength. But now the opponent has regrouped and defended according to danger. If we forcefully fight the opponent, we will regain those defense lines , I’m afraid we will have to pay a huge price in casualties, it’s simply not worth the loss.” Zhao Mu said slowly.

Although Zhao Mu didn't expect Song Mingzhe to ask him so modestly, Zhao Mu still took the opportunity to express his opinion.

"Brother Zhao really has a unique view. If we rush forward easily, or even fall into the opponent's trap, then we will lose more than just a few lines of defense." Song Mingzhe said as if he had suddenly realized.

But Zhao Mu felt that even if he, an ordinary person who had never fought a war, could understand the truth, he didn't think that Song Mingzhe, who was trained as a master of teaching, would be inferior to himself.The reason why he would ask himself questions was simply to improve Zhao Mu's status among the crowd, and then to make everyone's impression of Zhao Mu change, so he deliberately left these words to Zhao Mu.

Just when Zhao Mu was puzzled, the Allied Forces of the Ying Kingdom, who seemed to have seen through that the white-clothed people did not rush down to regain the line of defense, suddenly changed their methods.

A wounded prisoner of war from the white-clothed clan was pulled out, and then they were all put on wooden stakes one by one, and then some despicable-looking people were sent by the Black Dragon Society to humiliate and torture them in every possible way.

All of a sudden, the sounds coming from down the mountain turned out to be painful wailing and cursing.

"Too bad, the other party actually used the aggressive method. These impulsive women probably won't be able to calm down anymore." Zhao Mu groaned inwardly.

The screams from below were deafening, and those tortured white-clothed people were all carried out of the defense line, and there were not many soldiers around except for some tormentors, as if the defense was extremely lax.But everyone on Zhao Mu's side could only watch the atrocities below, watching those people perform punishments such as tiger stool chili water and bamboo sticks picking nails one by one.

Sure enough, not only Liu Feixuan and the white-clothed clan were excited, but even Song Mingzhe gritted his teeth, frowned, and unsheathed his long sword several times before forcing himself to calm down.

All the people of the white-clothed clan are demanding to fight immediately to rescue their compatriots, but Ruoye Ningyu seems very embarrassed.Because if you rush down now, although everyone will go forward and see death as home, but there is clearly a trap waiting for them below. If you go down like this, the final result may be that everyone in the white-clothed family can try the special treatment below. .

In desperation, only Song Mingzhe, who had accumulated great prestige among the crowd, could barely persuade them.Fortunately, Song Mingzhe came from a famous family and was young and handsome. He also made great achievements several times, and his reputation in the white-clothed clan was not even lower than that of the patriarch Ruoye Ningyu.

But although everyone calmed down for a while, seeing that they were all downcast, like eggplants beaten by frost, they knew that the current morale had fallen to the bottom.

However, fortunately, Song Mingzhe made a decisive decision, jumped directly from the wall of their defense line, and shouted loudly: "I have heard that there are countless strong people in the Black Dragon Association, and there are many talents in Yingguo. The chief disciple of Foxiang, I challenge you all. Who dares to step forward to fight."

Song Mingzhe is already a martial artist at the peak of energy transformation, and he is only one step away from stepping into the realm of the unity of man and nature. The majestic and majestic aura carried his low voice, and his voice immediately spread for several miles, making the Allied Forces of Yingguo listen to it in the ear.

Zhao Mu also nodded in admiration. If nothing is done in the current situation, then the morale of the white-clothed people who have been hit hard will not be able to do anything if they find out that the cloud and fog formation that they regard as their trump card has changed. There was no effective resistance.

Therefore, if you want to boost their morale, the best way is to fight against each other like an ancient army. Let the generals of both sides fight one-on-one. If we can win, our morale will naturally be boosted. If the opponent avoids fighting , the opponent's morale and face will also be damaged.

What's more, Yingguo advocates Bushido, and most people would rather die than escape the challenge of others, so when Song Mingzhe raised a challenge, the other party will inevitably accept the challenge.

And if it's a real sword confrontation, Song Mingzhe's strength at the peak of Huajin is already a rare powerhouse in the world. Unless the black dragon will send out the top few powerhouses, it is absolutely impossible for anyone to defeat Song Mingzhe.

As for the other party, he must have expected this. After a period of silence, an old woman with a stooped body slowly stood up.

"Old Sanchuan Yinwu, I never expected to be able to face off against a well-known Buddhist descendant. I am very excited with this old bone." The old woman's voice was hoarse and deep, as if the sound was made by crunching bones Generally, it makes people feel uncomfortable all over.

"Don't you have a young man in the coalition army? Are you planning to use bitter tricks by sending an old woman?" The people of the white-clothed clan repeatedly scolded.

"Hehehe, of course not. Even if I fight this old bone, I'm afraid I won't be able to touch the corner of your clothes. But avoiding and not fighting is not the style of our coalition forces... How about this, you and I each have five People, and then each of them heads-up and are not allowed to play repeatedly, two wins in three games, not only Mr. Song, how does it feel?" Sanchuan Yinwu laughed.

Song Mingzhe looked back at Ruoye Ningyu and Liu Feixuan, did the math, and confirmed that he could win three games no matter what, so he cleared his throat and said, "Okay, I agree But it's not interesting for us to simply compete, how about giving this competition a lottery?"

"Mr. Song is really quick to talk. Although half of my body has already been buried in the ground, I have sat on the position of priest of the coalition army at this age. I don't have to worry about my promise, Mr. Song, that I will go back on my word."

"Okay! If your side loses, leave this place immediately and never come again! If our side loses, we will leave Qishan directly." Song Mingzhe said.

"Hehehe, Mr. Song thinks that this old man is easy to fool. Although this old man has a small status in the coalition army, he will never commit such a thing. I really have no right to say it, and I can't control the actions of the Black Dragon Society. As for If your side loses, I'm afraid patriarch Ruoye would rather break the contract than give up Qishan." Sanchuan Yinwu laughed.

"Then what kind of bet are you going to make!" Song Mingzhe shouted.

"If your side wins, the coalition forces will immediately retreat to Qishan and return all the prisoners. They will not attack within ten days. If our side wins, please return to the mountain city and withdraw all the people on the defense line outside the mountain city." Mikawa Yin Wu said with a stern look in his eyes.

Although this condition is not as generous as before, it is still an extremely important condition. Regardless of whether the other party will withdraw from Qishan and hand over the prisoners, the ten days alone will give the exhausted white-clothed people a chance to recuperate. .Ten days later, the white-clothed clan regrouped, which was of great help to the battle situation.

But Zhao Mu frowned, as if he always forgot something in his heart.

"No! Patriarch Ruoye, besides this road to reach the mountain city, is there any other remote path to reach the mountain city?" Zhao Mu asked hastily.

"This..." Ruoye Ningyu looked puzzled, unable to understand what Zhao Mu wanted to say.

On the other hand, Hua Buyi said directly: "Nephew, there is indeed a small road in this Qishan Mountain. It starts from the small road on the side of the mountain not far from the fourth line of defense and leads directly to the mountain city. The road is difficult and dangerous. There is also a cliff of more than 30 meters, unless there are people on the mountain to support it, it is impossible for ordinary people to climb up."

"It's true that ordinary people can't climb up, but if people who are not ordinary people climb up, what will happen?" Zhao Mu asked rhetorically.

"That's right, if the other party is willing to offer such a favorable condition, they must have put their minds on other aspects!" Song Mingzhe also said affirmatively.

"We must send someone to guard that path immediately, otherwise we will really suffer a crushing defeat if someone raids our nest." Zhao Mu said anxiously.

"What evidence do you have to prove that the other party will take a back route? If you make a mistake in your judgment and we lose the contest, who will bear the final result?" Ruo Ye Lingshuang, a disgusting politician, appeared again to refute Zhao Mu.

Before Zhao Mu could argue with the other party, Song Mingzhe directly stuck the long sword in his hand into the ground.

"I will guarantee Brother Zhao with my family and life. If the enemy does not come, I will kill myself on the spot with the sword passed down by my teacher!" Song Mingzhe said with a frown.

After this sentence was finished, everyone present finally had no objections, but the rest of the people fell into another problem.

That is, who is sent to lead people to guard the cliff?

If you send ordinary people, it will definitely be difficult to control the opponent's top masters, but if you send masters like Song Mingzhe and Ruo Ye Ningyu, it will be really difficult to win this competition.

In fact, Zhao Mu wanted to recommend himself, and planned to take a few people to the cliff to ambush, at least to get a big credit for himself, and then solve Zhang Xiaoling's plight.

But you can figure it out with your heels, how could the other party allow Zhao Mu to take people to such an important place to ambush? If there is an enemy attack, it is impossible for Zhao Mu, whom they have never trusted, to take on such a heavy responsibility. Take charge.

After thinking about it, everyone decided to send a person to lead people to the cliff for an ambush, while the rest stayed here for the contest.